My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

"A Yan, what's wrong with you, it's me."

Lu Shaoqin frowned habitually.

"who are you?"

Yan Jiuli said coldly: "Go away, don't disturb my sleep."

Saying that, Yan Jiuli got into the bed again, covered his head, and shrunk directly into the quilt.

"Doctor Lu, what's going on with Ah Yan?"

"This, it may be that I have been hit too hard, causing my mind to activate automatic defense measures and temporarily forgetting some things..."

Outside the quilt, a group of people were chattering and discussing non-stop. Inside the quilt, Yan Jiuli bit his lips tightly, not daring to make a sound.

forget?

Oh, she wants to forget too!
Forget all those sad, painful, and helpless memories!

But she can't do it!

She remembers every detail of their relationship.

I remember every time he treated each other with indifference in the past three years.

I still remember how he gave her hope again and again, then left her behind, turned around and walked to Yan Zijin's side.

However, Grandpa's last wish is that she can forgive Lu Shaoqin and have a good life with him until they grow old.

If you don't pretend to have amnesia, pretend you don't remember anything.

She didn't know how she could forgive Lu Shaoqin for hurting him again and again, and be with him again.

"Ayan, it's been a day, even if you don't want to see me, at least get up and drink some water and eat something."

Outside the bed, Lu Shaoqin's gentle voice sounded.

Yan Jiuli felt that the quilt was forcibly pulled away, and the group of noisy people before was gone.

There was only the man alone, holding a bowl of steaming wontons with a gentle smile on his face.

Yan Jiuli wanted to refuse, but her stomach let out a grunt.

"Little greedy cat." Lu Shaoqin chuckled, put the small table on the bed and set it up, and stuffed the pillow on the sofa behind Yan Jiuli to make her lean more comfortably.

"I know you like this wonton the most. I specially asked Shen Cong to buy it."

Yan Jiuli lowered his head and said nothing.

I'm afraid that if I have a flaw, the other party will find something strange.

"Eat it, I bought it for a while, it's not hot anymore."

The man gently scooped up a wonton, blew it a little, and handed it to Yan Jiuli's mouth.

"Who are you, how do you know that I like to eat wontons."

Yan Jiuli tried hard to make her tone sound more natural.

"Me?" The man raised his eyebrows, deliberately exaggerating: "I am your most handsome, gentle and golden, handsome and considerate husband."

Yan Jiuli couldn't hold back, and almost spat out a mouthful of wontons.

Is this the cold and strong Lu Shaoqin in her memory?
When did he become so narcissistic?
"A Yan, you...don't remember at all?"

The man slowly bent down, getting closer and closer to her.

"You...what are you doing?"

Yan Jiuli tightly grasped the bed sheet with both hands, his whole body stiffened reflexively.

"I want to do...something that reminds you of me."

His face was getting closer and closer, and the tip of the pen almost touched her nose.

"Even if your brain doesn't remember me, your body will never forget me... After all, we have been husband and wife for three years."

Yan Jiuli closed his eyes in horror.

This is this...

What is this man up to?
He wouldn't be playing hooligans, would he?

So what does she need to do in response?How should a girl with amnesia face her husband's hooliganism?

Hurry, wait online!
Lu Shaoqin's eyes unconsciously fell on the woman's trembling lips.

It was obviously too nervous and squeezed into a tight line, but unexpectedly it seemed to be waiting for someone to pick it.

But Lu Shaoqin said so, but he is not a person who takes advantage of others' danger.

He walked around her body and fished a mobile phone from the other side of the bed.

"password."

His low voice rang in her ears.

"Ah... what?"

"Let me ask you, what is the password of the mobile phone." Lu Shaoqin held Yan Jiuli's mobile phone and pressed it for a long time, but there was no response.

"I...I don't remember either."

Damn it, she is pretending to have amnesia, how could she still remember the password...

What's more, this phone broke down yesterday, and it hasn't been repaired yet.

"Really..."

Lu Shaoqin sighed, turned on his mobile phone, searched for a long time, and finally found something.

Handed it to Yan Jiuli.

The screen of the mobile phone stays on a chat interface, which is a message that Yan Jiuli sent him a year ago.

"Husband, today is our wedding anniversary. I have prepared your favorite Austrian handmade chocolate and a special gift for you. When will you be back tonight?"

In an instant, Yan Jiuli almost broke his defense.

If I remember correctly, the man's next reply was only one word.

"busy."

She prepared hard for two months and waited for more than ten hours for the anniversary.

It wasn't until she woke up from the sofa the next day that she received a photo with Lu Shaoqin from Yan Zijin.

Countless disappointments have accumulated into today's despair.

Yan Jiuli pushed away the phone and the ravioli in front of him, and sneered, "Who is this vicious woman?"

Lu Shaoqin's heart moved, he took the phone and looked at it——

I used to hate Yan Jiuli for always deceiving myself and doing many things that hurt Yan Zijin.

So I didn't want to see her name, and changed her note to vicious woman.

Then I got used to it and didn't change it.

At this time when Yan Jiuli pointed it out, he suddenly realized that his remarks had been misunderstood by Yan Jiuli.

"That was changed a long time ago."

"Oh." Yan Jiuli nodded, but there was no response.

"This woman is you!"

Lu Shaoqin was going crazy.

"Even if this person is me, it can only prove that you hate me?"

Lu Shaoqin: "..."

The more you explain, the less you can explain.

He simply put Yan Jiuli's mobile phone into his bag, thinking that Shen Cong would take it to the technical department to fix it tomorrow, and instantly cracked the password, so that he could find out the evidence that Yan Jiuli was his wife.

"I'm full and want to take a shower, you can go out."

"You take a shower, why should I go out? I'm your husband."

Lu Shaoqin sat down as a matter of course.

Yan Jiuli: "..."

Too lazy to argue with rascals, Yan Jiuli opened the closet on his own, trying to find a suitable pajamas.

"At this."

Lu Shaoqin opened a drawer casually, and took out a suspender nightdress with lace and fine lace.

Yan Jiuli's face turned red all of a sudden - this, this is the "gift" she prepared to give herself to Lu Shaoqin on the first anniversary of her marriage.

It's a pity that the silk pajamas bought at a huge price have not been used yet.

"I changed your clothes yesterday and found out that my Ah Yan still has this kind of taste..." Lu Shaoqin leaned into her ear and whispered softly.

"I'd love to see you wear it, it must be beautiful."

Yan Jiuli expressionlessly ignored Lu Shaoqin's teasing.

Pretending to rummage through boxes and cabinets, I found a set of long-sleeved trousers and the most conservative pullover from another drawer.

Turn around and walk into the bathroom, and slam the door shut!